Back home

Sandra, still having the creeps, went back home. She was living in a colleague dorm, sharing her flat with two more roommates, Keira and Lisa.

It was Friday evening and both, Keira and Lisa were out. Sandra joined them from time to time but was in general the quite one in the flat. She rather enjoyed a calm evening on the sofa than going out to bars or clubs.

Today was no different. Sandra got herself a glass of wine and watched a couple episode of her favorite tv show. Her thoughts circled around that strange shop. Why did she never noticed it before? She was sure that she passed that area a least a couple times in the past. And where did her blood come from on the doll? Maybe it was just some other red liquid. She calmed her nerves with more wine.

It was getting late and Sandra was feeling sleepy. The wine did its job. Almost robotic she got through her usual bedtime routine when she suddenly stopped briefly. Did her hair look longer? It usually ends just below her shoulders but now it looks like the tips extended down below her shoulder blades. She brushed these thoughts aside. It was probably just her imagination combined with too much wine. She proceeded to bed and fell asleep instantly.